They say don’t judge a book by it’s cover, but so often I ignore this advice preferring instead to do exactly that.
Cover art is the thing that draws my attention in the first instance, if it is clearly chick-lit adorned with high heels, coffee cups, lipstick or other fanciful nonsense designed to attract female readers then I avoid it like the plague, I can’t be doing with all that girly tosh, I also tend to avoid covers that don’t inspire me much. Then the title of a book is what interests me next and finally I will read the back cover blurb. If after all three I am still keen, I will buy and eventually (given my history as a possessor of many unread books) I will read the book.
The cover of The Mine is, I must admit, not the sort of cover that would normally draw me in. I could also likely say that the title of the book in all its simplicity gives nothing away to attract attention to the content – thinks “oh a book about a mine, nice” and passes it by…
Well, this attitude would clearly have led to missing out on a great read in this instance had I let my normal ‘judge a book by it’s cover’ lead the way – thank fully I didn’t and I sat down to read the mine on my Iphone – another rarity in itself, I hate reading books in digital formats generally, much preferring to physically hold a ‘real’ book.
So, how did The Mine manage to succeed where so many have failed? – In grabbing my interest and holding it, especially in digital form!? Continue reading →
I awaken abruptly at 6am the next morning, this is typical for me. i potter around for a while reading Utopia (Lincoln Child) and head to the kitchen for a cup of tea. Breakfast is help yourself, but I have a Salmon and Cucumber sandwich with me that I didn’t eat on the drive down so I have that and not let it go to waste. Continue reading →
I woke up feeling rather happy for no particular reason, but it was a nice feeling as it doesn’t happen all that often, in fact I cannot recall the last time it did happen lately, maybe the move is already starting to help?
I slipped out of bed and picked up my phone off the chest of drawers, just after 0600am. I smiled thinking ‘oh well I’m awake now. putting the phone in my dressing gown pocket as I wrap it around me I push my feet into my slippers and head into the bathroom. Use the toilet and glance in the mirror, the unmistakable black smudge line under my eyes of the mascara I forgot to remove before going to bed, another ‘ohh well’.
Nick Hornby signing books at Central Library, Seattle, Washington. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I came home from the pub early last night (Tuesday night), I was home for 9pm. This seems to be the latest new habit for me, I am just so fickle…
Anyway, having no internet at home still and a pile of part read books I decided to try and get at least one finished. And I managed it successfully, just over 150 pages and ‘Keeping Mum’ by Kate Lawson was completed and I was still in bed for 11pm
So, to write about reading seems perfectly apt seeing as the next morning I am close to finishing Nick Hornby’s ‘The Complete Polysyllabic Spree’ which is a book about reading itself…
I thought I would do this as combined review/comparison of the first in Trilogy of The Hunger Games books and Divergent, which is the first in the trilogy.
The reason for this is that Divergent is recommend with one of those ‘If you liked the Hunger Games, then you’ll love this’ tag-lines by many people and people are also saying it is ‘like’ the Hunger Games. So, having read all three Hunger Games books and Divergent I thought I would give you my take on why I think they are being compared, and what I think of them…